I never understood why I was fed so many lies by my parents growing up.

It wasn't until 4 years ago when I realized I grew up unexposed to the real world. It shouldn't be a surprise that I went into existential crisis and severe depression (my first ones) shortly thereafter.

For the very first time I'd realized then that I could have had so much freedom, love, control—and that I was robbed of all of them. That broke me.

It's been chaotic since 2022. It took me 3 to 4 more such spirals to gather the courage to even believe that I could be something more than my past, and start working on myself.

It's getting easier. But it's definitely not easy.

I'm so sorry that you had to go through such dysfunctional and unfair treatment. I don't think I would have made it out if it had been me.

I'm proud of you and happy for you for finding your truth and living it.

Love you.